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Trip To Soho
by CEL
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Cel
Yop, told gang to slide down, it's time to take over We done spent a hunnid times, chop gave his ass a makeover
He said he tryna cop now, I made him wait for it
I just ran into your bitch, she don't know she gotta pay for it
Nonchalant, but I'm still fuckin' bitches
Don't even pull up on the, FUCK!
Don't even pull up on the gang, you ain't leavin' with no stitches
I was broke, now I'm up, don't even call it rag to riches
Yop
Bro tried to be the stand up and he got sat down
Heard he moved out of state, don't let me catch you if I touch down
Bitches goin' easy, cause I got them racks now
Bro spoke Kell grabbed the Glock and cropped him out the background
Niggas chattin', we gon' cut em out the frame
I ain't duckin' from no nigga, if you try, you gettin' flamed
Truffle butter got me higher than a plane
You was talkin' last time, that's why your bitch got banged
Niggas hoes, they be actin' like they with it
Said I'm
Said I'm cappin' in my rap, pull up on me, come and get it
Why the beat keep? Fuck
If I call my bro to slide, he poppin' out with 9mm You niggas be chattin, alright
I ain't ask for handouts, I go and get it
Getting pape every day, I'm touchin' too much chicken
All these bitches shakin' ass, the beat groovy
You can have that lil' bitch, I ain't beefin' over coochie
Three-Five of pink runtz, you smoking doobies
Bro mad, I hit his bitch and gave her pipe, Mr. Rooter
Yo bitch dumb, but jump on cock like a pogo I done seen a bad bitch in realized it was bro hoe
When I get rich, I'm takin' strips out to Soho
She keep askin' for my bread, told her, baby, that's a no-no
Cel
Yop, told gang to slide down, it's time to take over We done spent a hunnid times, chop gave his ass a makeover
He said he tryna cop now, I made him wait for it
I just ran into your bitch, she don't know she gotta pay for it
Nonchalant, but I'm still fuckin' bitches
Don't even pull up on the, FUCK!
Don't even pull up on the gang, you ain't leavin' with no stitches
I was broke, now I'm up, don't even call it rag to riches
Yop
Bro tried to be the stand up and he got sat down
Heard he moved out of state, don't let me catch you if I touch down
Bitches goin' easy, cause I got them racks now
Bro spoke Kell grabbed the Glock and cropped him out the background
Niggas chattin', we gon' cut em out the frame
I ain't duckin' from no nigga, if you try, you gettin' flamed
Truffle butter got me higher than a plane
You was talkin' last time, that's why your bitch got banged
Niggas hoes, they be actin' like they with it
Said I'm
Said I'm cappin' in my rap, pull up on me, come and get it
Why the beat keep? Fuck
If I call my bro to slide, he poppin' out with 9mm You niggas be chattin, alright
I ain't ask for handouts, I go and get it
Getting pape every day, I'm touchin' too much chicken
All these bitches shakin' ass, the beat groovy
You can have that lil' bitch, I ain't beefin' over coochie
Three-Five of pink runtz, you smoking doobies
Bro mad, I hit his bitch and gave her pipe, Mr. Rooter
Yo bitch dumb, but jump on cock like a pogo I done seen a bad bitch in realized it was bro hoe
When I get rich, I'm takin' strips out to Soho
She keep askin' for my bread, told her, baby, that's a no-no
